*Benjamin's POV*
Today was Jasmine's birthday, but I really did not know how to behave towards her.
She utterly confused me at times.
One thing was for sure, I would never touch her without knowing she wanted me to do so. So I decided not to touch her at all. If she wanted me to, she was the one that had to take initiative.
I mean come on… I could still hear her say the words; 'I know it is my duty…'
'Her duty?' really?! Was that where it came down to. So our wedding night… I didn't want to think of this.
I felt sick to my stomach. Had I then forced her to be intimate with me? I thought not. I would never ever touch her again. Ever.
My heart ached. It took everything within me to let her go at night, and turn my back towards her. I wanted her in my arms.
I always had the urge to be close to her, and it frustrated me that I could not hold her hand as we were walking through the airport.
